cristian

birthday boy

Sat, 02 Sep 2006 15:40:31 GMT

it was an amazing birthday for sean. everyone thought it was cute how he blew out the candle on his ice cream.

scribble

Tue, 29 Aug 2006 05:52:43 GMT

i feel erased. from my friends' lives. draw me a picture of a new day.

dot dot scribble dash bass clef scratch dot scribble line line curve stop erase....

your dreams are your greatest escape

Tue, 29 Aug 2006 05:32:25 GMT

in all seriousness, all i want to do is dream. i have found nothing more fulfilling than a beautiful dream. my life should consist of dreaming, eating, and hiking. what a vision, right? to have that kind of life. i want to be free. i imagine myself in a bed made of clouds, on a sunny day, above the Andes following the pattern of the rivers below. esperanza (hope)

x

Tue, 29 Aug 2006 02:02:53 GMT

being alone is my biggest fear.

fuck life?

Mon, 28 Aug 2006 03:39:00 GMT

lately i have been very depressed. i'v lost total interest in what i use to love doing. music has lost interest with the exeption of one song. i use to love to not care. to be like a child. but the thresholds of life have finally grabbed ahold of me. reality is so vivid, like a painting in a white room. i have devoted so some much time to nothing and working for something that disappears so quickly. i am at a constant struggle with myself and i wish someone would take me away, set me free. like a balloon. there's always something on my mind, something negative. no one really seems to mind because i hide it so damn well. someone once said i was beautiful.

Wed, 09 Aug 2006 14:48:47 GMT

Chicago is one tall city.

happy.

Sun, 30 Jul 2006 20:04:13 GMT

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Dalai Lama

Sun, 30 Jul 2006 15:54:33 GMT

"If someone does not smile at you, be generous and offer your own smile. Nobody needs more a smile than the one that cannot smile to others."

One Day

Fri, 28 Jul 2006 06:46:38 GMT

the world will turn blue again.

YOUNG AND OLD

Thu, 27 Jul 2006 04:39:31 GMT

how long how long until i see you?

baby

Thu, 27 Jul 2006 04:33:46 GMT

baby when you scream it makes no sense but the insicurity explains it all baby your mother is politician your father ran away and your eyes are still the same color they both like the same tea and they both thought you were a mistake and when they tried to take you back your eyes were the brightest and when they tried to take you back the nurse did not act hesitant but when they turned around you eyes did sure glow your momma lives at the capital while your papa starves for you your momma and food baby what will you do baby what will you become baby tell them love 'em both two kisses same love and not one single regret how many numbers can count and how many crayons do you have what will you leave behind what makes you happy what keeps ya content two kisses same love and not one single regret

Tonight.

Mon, 24 Jul 2006 06:33:27 GMT

Happy birthday. It was swell. I saw many people tonight- as would expect at any "Anarco-Punk Fest". But among those people i saw someone i have been eager to to see in a long- Bryan. I miss him. It was nice to see him. didn't expect to see him in LA though. I had fun tonight. so many friend. _{so much love}. "tears of joy for sure". oh man my hand fukked up. i dunno what i'm going to do. it'll make a nice scar. :] Julie i love you. sleepy head.

hospitals

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 18:05:30 GMT

my mother is currently in the hospital. the last three days she was doing horrible, but now she feels better. tommorrow morning she will be having surgery and i have never been so afraid in life.

This thing i wrote.

Fri, 21 Jul 2006 05:24:02 GMT

growing old you become fragile (wise a tree's underbelly the darkside of anothers) so many stories (told listen hold keep) sitting side by side (we listen hear) the news- you grow old the time- become ostracized the good the bad you believe in innocence yet carry the hatchet you believe in salvation but carry no love for a brother a sister nor foe but we grow old like weeds we are the seeds.

listen.

Fri, 21 Jul 2006 02:48:39 GMT

Their words whisper lightly//Into newborn, virgin ears//"Our truth is the truth, seek no solace in finding roots"//But the shadows have foes//Like weeds we will grow//Like weeds we will grow//Now there's a war being waged//It's our words we must face//As our lives unfold//Convictions are old//The real truth is told//Like weeds we will grow//Grow

transmitiendo pero no mintiendo.

Wed, 19 Jul 2006 06:35:42 GMT

alguna vez vamos a vivir un lugar en donde puedamos ver nuestra pequena luz. nuestro amor es algo muy profundo que esa la luna y las estrellas brillar con gusto. contento contento contento yY yY YYYYYY!!!! no pueden entender nos. tal vez quieren jugar pero nosotros queremos vivir.SONRIE PORQUE EL MUNDO QUIERE VER TU FELICIDAD!

There's a war inside of you. And i wish not to be a part of it.

Wed, 19 Jul 2006 06:17:54 GMT

With friends you will find yourself running, and without them you shall find yourself hiding. We are all part of one another.

It's us against the world.

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 22:20:36 GMT

Tue, 11 Jul 2006 01:34:07 GMT

Wed, 28 Jun 2006 01:28:02 GMT

Asleep mid-sentence- the words fell apart.
No one is listening anyway.
This day will soon turn black
and my "wants and needs" will spill on me burning ashes.
I learned to be selfish today...
I learned to be alive.
These things I care for are for my personal gain
my personal happiness only.
Why should I sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards.
I've done it all before and I've confused myself a thousand times.
The tragic day that I call morality just doesn't do it for me anymore.
The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died.
Asleep mid-sentence- my words fall to the ground.
Swept into this dreamland.
Economic satisfaction.
Never succeed.
But happiness has its place.
Justice will not lie in your corner.
Throw myself in the corner
We have nothing to complain about here.
Tragic day seems too peaceful to most,
spoiled ambitions turned my heart to black, black.

Living dreams, loving dreams,
awakening to what I've always dreamt of.
Living dreams, loving dreams,
awakening to what I've always dreamt of.
The familliar sound, the familliar sound of the lovely love
from the love of my life will keep the notes coming.
From the reciting of the show, from the plip and shevanel,
from the grind that annoys, and the sarcasm they all hate

Today.

Wed, 28 Jun 2006 01:02:48 GMT

When you call me (later tonight), I'm going to read you a letter I wrote to you. I hope you can understand me. I love you so much. My problem is I cannot control my emotions. They are there. I cannot fucking help it.

I'm a liar.

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 13:24:00 GMT

And a thieve.

But Theives Have More Fun.

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 00:39:59 GMT

numbers of descendants
segregated by design
caught up in a purpose that disgraces their standards
these actions wont help us end our fight
progress cant be made by weeding out the majority
eliminate the source but do not destroy the fighters
the color of the oppressor is only
the shortcoming of the disaster
end the sinister accusations
acknowledge the foresight in which we hold
to end oppression - doing it in an uneducated
way is not going to end it
it’s going to enforce ones reputation
in a disgraceful manner
to segregate us by color would be antithetical to
what we are trying to accomplish

A Couple Moments Make Me Happy.

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 00:04:01 GMT

haven't been on in a while.

Mon, 26 Jun 2006 18:43:36 GMT

yup.